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John watched the video and started laughing. He hadn’t been that drunk. But He’d been drunk enough to cause a problem. His dad was going to find it hilarious, but his uncle was going to want to punish him…

[text]Okay, I was pretty drunk. But that was hilarious.

[text]Do it again tonight? You do the kicking.

The angel appeared suddenly behind the person he deemed to have ill-intent toward the young woman he’d been set to watch. He had no idea who this person was, only that they appeared to wish harm on her.  He was visible to his charge now, a dark expression on his gaunt face.

John lifted a hand and quickly clamped it down on the man’s head. He summoned his Heavenly power, causing the person’s eyes and mouth to glow brightly with the smiting that occurred from his iron grip. Once the glow had gone, John released the head, allowing the body to fall to the ground.

He stepped closer to the young woman, assessing her for injuries and other signs of trauma. “Are you hurt?” he asked calmly, his voice deep and ancient, filled with purpose and a strong sense of self.

Charlie gaped up at him, shocked at the display. She’d known John since she was a child, but she’d never seen him kill before. At least, not that she could remember. The young woman shook her head, but she folded her arms around herself and stepped back instinctively. 

“We managed to survive without you,” Richard replied. “And before you ask, Kennex is currently over at Rudy’s lab with Dorian.”

John’s body tensed instinctively at the rage he felt from the woman. He’d known she would react this way. there was no way she could do anything else. He had lost her daughter, she’d been taken on his watch, and he’d been powerless to do anything about it, or get her back without telling anyone.

“Okay… Okay… We’ll go there now.” The man swallowed nervously and released her hands. He stepped back and turned to lead her out to the car so they could race back to the city he’d just come home from. He’d already informed his dad about the situation, and they had eyes on it… But… damn it…

They got into the car, and after Sandra buckled up, she relaxed slightly. The woman turned to cousin and made sure he had eye contact with her before she said,

“It’s not. It’s incredibly painful. But maybe you angels have a different word for it, considering what you do to non-angels you appear to outside a human vessel.” John thought, while he paced around the woman tied down with what he thought would hold the angel in her place.

Charlie swallowed hard. "You're going to burn my eyes out?"

The very thought made her sick. But she couldn't help but ask, "Why?"